Paranoia is eating at my bones,
grinding them && grinding them,
until there is nothing left,
but a weak body--
weak and worthless.
I feel it's evil venom swimming,
making its way through every vein,
intoxicating my sweet blood,
until it makes my insides bitter--
bitter and worthless.
I swear its killing me, its killing,
little by little, more and more.
Taking over every part of me,
leaving nothing left to live--
Surrounding me with nothing..
Nothing that somehow keeps me alive;;
Keeps me alive enough to worry.
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